Natalie was in the bunch somewhere.
Actually, when the curtain first opened, I couldn’t even find her.
“Where is she?” I muttered to Tom. “Did she escape?”
My daughter is tiny and could easily escape and slink off into a hiding spot if she wanted to. Perhaps she came down with stage fright?
“She’s there,” Tom whispered, nodding his head towards the group of kids.
I still didn’t see her. I squinted. Was my Lasik wearing off?
Tom rolled his eyes. Well, excuse me. He’s taller than I am so his big old head was popping up higher in the crowd than mine could. “There!” He pointed this time.
I followed his finger and oh! There she was. And there she went. She was hidden behind another little boy.
They were singing songs about famous books and in the corner was a projector set up to show pictures of the books they were singing from.
Some of the illustrations gave me the giggles.
I should have taken a picture of said illustrations but I was too busy laughing. Basically one picture was of this ridiculous looking rabbit thing because the kids sang that Little Bunny Foo Foo song and I lost it my ability to behave like an adult.
And then for some reason I thought of the movie Stepmom with Julia Roberts and Susan Suranden. Remember that part where Julia goes to talk to Susan during some play and Julia goes, “What the hell is this?” I thought of her saying that during the program I was watching and cracked up again.
I get the giggles at the worst moments.
It didn’t help that I passed it onto my son, who also started to giggle.
(That's my friend Jennifer staring at me, probably wondering what the crap I'm doing.)
“What?” Tom hissed.
“The bunny looks sickly,” I replied and swallowed back another giggle. I did not explain the Stepmom thing to him. He would not have understood.
Some of the songs the kids sang were depressing. Something about a mother’s death and someone getting hit in the head.
In between songs Natalie would wave at us and she even got to play some musical instruments:
The final song they sang was Green Eggs and Ham. A book that I do NOT like reading. I know people are all, “Ahh, Dr. Seuss, the genius!” I’m all, “Dr. Seuss books hurt my mouth.”
Thank goodness Natalie is starting to read on her own.
After the show I noticed some parents had flowers for their kid.
I hope I wasn’t meant to bring flowers. WAS I supposed to bring flowers?!
Parenting in 2013 can be exhausting.